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One thing I didn’t include in this week’s post is how much I still think about those years when we constantly told our son not to scratch.

At the time, we genuinely thought we were helping.

We saw the damage the scratching was causing and wanted to protect his skin.

What we didn’t understand was how intense eczema itch can be.

We treated it more like a habit than a symptom.

Looking back now, I suspect some of our words unintentionally created shame around something he had very little control over.

While finishing this week’s story, I wrote the line:

“And my own family needed me too.”

And then I sat with it for a while.

Because my mother was my family too.

The line felt a little uncomfortable.

A little guilty.

Welcome to this week’s reflections at Where Gratitude Grows 🤍

Today’s featured story explores something many of us discover after loss:

Sometimes the moments we remember most aren’t the funeral itself.

They’re the quiet conversations, the unexpected traditions, and the simple moments that remind us we’re not alone.

You never have to share deeply here unless you want to.

But if something in this week’s story resonated with you, I’d love to hear:

Today’s new posts explore:

• music, memory, and the stories we carry through generations

• the connection between our thoughts and the lives we create

• navigating health, healing, and learning to trust ourselves along the way

You never have to share deeply here unless you want to.

But if something in this week’s stories resonated with you, I’d love to hear:

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